There are many abandoned rooms in Hero Manor, and a few servants have already cleaned up one.
But after Nangong Chuxin took Xia Shang to see it, the situation made people have to frown.
A shaky old house, with more than half of the paint on the walls peeled off, the floor full of cracks and unevenness, an old bed and a set of sallow cotton batting, still smelling sour.
Xia Shangfei is a very particular person, but this kind of environment really makes people scratch their heads.
"Is Shouchi really so bad now?"
Nangong Chuxin smiled bitterly: "Young master, when you saw the place where I lived earlier, all the new things were bought with your own money. The old man in this village really can't afford a penny."
"Is that so..." Xia Shang looked sad, "It's better to go to the inn to stay temporarily."
After staying at the inn, Nangong Chuxin also stayed with Xia Shang in the same room for a while, and then left.
The day was uneventful until early the next morning, when servants from Yingxiongzhuang came to the inn to wake up Xia Shang, saying that all the ancestors had been waiting for a long time.
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The first day was the apprenticeship ceremony, and Xia Shang did not take it lightly. He arrived at Yingxiongzhuang and then went to the courtyard from yesterday.
But I saw not many old people. Counting the old men, there were seven in total.
The seven old men were dressed in different attires, but they all had elegant and handsome faces. They must have been suave and handsome young men back then. Each of them had a futon cushion in front of them.
The seven people sat in a row together, with seven cups of warm tea in front of them, and that was all.
When the old Taoist saw Xia Shang, he pointed to a futon in front of him and said, "Disciple, you can come over and kneel down first."
Xia Shang followed his words and knelt down on the futon on the far left.
The person sitting at the end of the table is a short and fat old man, but he is not too fat. He has a pair of small eyes that seem to open and close, and he always maintains a naive smile. He looks quite cute.
"This is your seventh master, Yu Zhi Musi Liu Cen Feng, who is good at the art of sexual intercourse between men and women."
He...huan...
Xia Shang's mouth twitched after hearing this.
The little fat master knew it, and smiled at Xia Shang and said: "The love between men and women is the order of heaven and earth, the qi of men and women are harmonious, and yin and yang complement each other. If you make good use of the method of acacia, you can nourish your qi and nourish your heart, and everything will be peaceful. I am a teacher.
The path we follow is the superior method of nourishing yin and replenishing yang, and it is not the evil method of picking yin to replenish yang or picking yang to replenish yin."
The old Taoist interrupted: "These are the masters I have selected for you who are most suitable for you. Don't think too much, let's serve tea."
Xia Shang quickly raised his tea cup: "Master, use tea."
"Okay, okay..."
Liu Cenfeng raised the glass with a smile, drank it in one gulp, and nodded with satisfaction.
Xia Shang asked the second master to kneel down in front of him.
This is a tall, thin and dry old man. Judging from his appearance, he seems to be the longest among the several old men. He has a serious expression and clear-cut features. He is squinting his eyes. His gray hair is messy and messy. There is a cold sword at his side.
"This is your sixth master, the Sword Master Lu Lisheng. The eighty-one-year-old Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon sword is unparalleled in the world."
Xia Shang raised the tea cup and said, "Master, please have some tea."
The other party did not open his eyes or move his hands. He just pointed a finger and the tea cup seemed to be held by another pair of invisible hands. It floated to his mouth. He took a sip and the tea cup floated gently to the ground.
During the whole process, there was no movement from the sixth master.
This man is very proud, just like his sword.
The scene was a bit awkward. At this time, the Seventh Master on the side whispered to Xia Shang: "Good disciple, please ignore him, he is just such a virtuous man. Go and see the Fifth Master."
After hearing this, Xia Shang went to the next master.
This is a well-born old man with white eyebrows and long beard, and he is wearing a brocade gown. Among the others, he is the most well-dressed.
"This is your fifth master, Wu Daozi, a master craftsman of ghost drums, who is good at tricks."
"Master, please have some tea."
Wu Daozi smiled and said: "My master admires you very much and agrees with you very much. In addition to martial arts, there are many ways to kill people. This skill also includes the machine formation, the five elements of yin and yang, and the Qimen Dunjia technique. It's you.
These masters are trapped in it and have a hard time getting out."
"Disciple, please remember this."
After saying that, Xia Shang stood up again.
The man in front of me looks to be in his early fifties, with a smooth appearance, medium build, and a youthful face. He is somewhat similar to the seventh master Liu Cenfeng, but he is not fat and looks very friendly.
The other party did not wait for the introduction, but introduced himself: "I am your fourth master, the Thousand-Armed Buddha Yue Ping."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand with one hand, and with a few "swish" sounds, silver threads seemed to float into the air from his fingertips.
Xia Shang felt that this person was attacking very quickly, and before he could react, the opponent had already stopped.
I saw three more silver needles in the opponent's hand, and there was a fly on each of the silver needles.
"No one in the world dares to compare this hidden weapon with your master."
Xia Shang nodded, he really had some ability.
At this time, the old Taoist said: "This next to you is your third master, Lao Duwu Guangxie. You can tell by his name what he is good at, so I don't need to tell you."
Xia Shangcai looked at his face and saw the third master's hands. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Those hands were so festered that they could not be described. They were covered with black and bright red blood clots. They were motionless and seemed to be useless. And the third master's long hair
The hair also covers half of his face. Although the exposed half of his face is very handsome, you can guess what the half of his face hidden by the long hair looks like.
The old Taoist said again: "Your third master has trouble with your hands, so this cup of tea is for heaven and earth."
"yes."
Xia Shang responded respectfully, stood up, raised the tea and sprinkled it on the ground, then knelt down and said, "Master, please bow to me."
"Good...good...good!"
Guang Xie responded with a hoarse voice that was almost tearing. Although it was terrifying, you could hear the excitement in his heart at this moment, and half of his eyes were actually wet.
Xia Shang walked up to the second master. This woman was indeed very young. She seemed to be in her early thirties, but her indifferent attitude did not look like she was thirty years old. She seemed to be an outsider who had seen through the world. She was among the crowd.
The only woman, who should have been very eye-catching, did not attract Xia Shang's attention with her indifferent attitude, so that Xia Shang did not realize that there was a young woman among them.
"This is your second master, Chu Xinru, who specializes in attacking the mind. The hardest thing in the world to see through is the human heart, so we must learn from her."
Xia Shang was stunned for a moment, but he still offered tea as a greeting: "Master Xinru, please use tea."
The other party took the tea cup, took a sip lightly, squinted his eyes slightly and nodded without saying anything.
Finally, Xia Shang walked up to the old Taoist and held up some tea: "Master, use tea."
The old Taoist nodded and drank the tea in one gulp.
After the ceremony, the old Taoist asked Xia Shang: "Disciple, what are your plans for the near future? Should you deal with your secular affairs first, or learn from a few masters?"
"Disciple wants to learn from a few masters first."
"In that case, who among you is willing to teach our disciple first?"
"Me! Me! Me!" Seventh Master Liu Cenfeng responded hurriedly, seeming to be positive.
When everyone saw it, they also smiled: "Then you can teach Chunqiu well today." (To be continued)